Ou Mucen was still waiting for the child behind him to speak when he suddenly realized there was no sound anymore. Glancing through the rear-view mirror, he caught sight of the scene, and instantly, the corner of his eyes twitched fiercely, and a handsome curvature formed on the edge of his thin lips...
Twenty minutes later, downtown, Platinum Apartments—
Ye Ning stared blankly at the high-end apartments outside, and after a while, she finally asked, "Why did you come here? I live..."
"I still have something to do, you go up first, I’ll take you back when I return."
Then, he pressed the car door.
Seeing this, Ye Ning had no choice but to open the door and exit the car with her child.
It’s this late, and he still has things to do?
She watched as the silhouette that disappeared quickly into the traffic flow after they got out of the car, and in the end, she still entered the high-end apartment complex with her child, arriving at the apartment where he lived.
At the entrance to the apartment, she thought she would have to waste a lot of words with the security at the door again, but unexpectedly, once they got there, Little Baozi, who was in her arms, suddenly stretched out his little hand and pressed it against the fingerprint lock.
With a click, the lock actually opened!
Ye Ning was shocked, staring dumbstruck at her son in her arms, her expression as if she had seen a ghost, "Why can you open this lock?"
Ye Xiaobao raised his chubby little finger proudly, "Of course, uncle had my fingerprint recorded. He said I’m the second person in his house. Mommy, do you want to get yours recorded too, to become the third?"
She just stared at the little rascal for a long while, finally, she put him down on the ground, and without caring about anything else, she went inside.
The mother and son entered the elevator one after the other, arriving at the apartment where Ou Mucen lived. Indeed, when entering the door, it was Ye Xiaobao’s fingerprint that opened it.
Ye Ning glared at him bitterly, but said nothing, and went straight inside.
Once inside, it was still the familiar layout, just as immaculately clean and tidy, but because it had been unoccupied for such a long time, the windows and doors had been shut, leading to an air filled with the strong scents of disinfectant and cleaning products, which was a bit uncomfortable to smell.
So after Ye Ning came in, she first went and opened the windows and doors, and then went to the kitchen to find a kettle, starting to boil some water.
"Mommy, I feel a bit unwell. My body is very itchy." Ye Xiaobao had been playing on his own after coming in, but as he played, the clothes he had sweated in at the Qiao Family’s house, being a child who loves cleanliness, made him start clamoring for a bath.
Seeing this, Ye Ning had no choice but to take him to the bathroom.
Once in the bathroom, she remembered that the last time they were here, because his clothes had gotten wet, there seemed to be a set of clothes left in this place, so she thought about finding them: "Xiaobao, do you know where you put your clothes from last time?"
Ye Xiaobao shook his head in the bathroom, "Don’t know. You should go look in uncle’s bedroom, he has a wardrobe there."
She couldn’t just randomly rummage through someone else’s wardrobe, and after all, he was a man.
But considering her son had no clothes to wear, in the end, she still pushed open the door to the master bedroom and, like a thief, tiptoed inside.
It was a bedroom completely decorated in cool tones, with a black and white wardrobe, a snow-white bed, covered with a deep grey bedsheet devoid of any patterns—a style indicative of a single man, simple and tidy, much like him, someone who dislikes any superfluities.